Chapter 2012: simple

"Suffer!" Numerous little bats opened their mouths in their blood basins, and their golden fangs were particularly dazzling. They were like a violent wind, directly toward Yang Tao's blanket.
"Just you? Not enough." Yang Tao's words were very plain, but it made Pluoda's heart a weird.
Just like Yang Tao's words, it is the truth. He actually subconsciously thought that the words were right.
"what?!"
In the next moment, all the little bats, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing, flew upside down one by one, for fear that their speed was too slow.
After Yang Tao spoke, countless small sword qi suddenly appeared, overwhelming the sky, densely packed, like locusts.
Every sword aura carried a scorching temperature. After encountering the bats, those bats started to burn one by one.
"Do not!"
At the same time, the surrounding space solidified again. Countless bats wanted to escape, but after feeling the changes in the surrounding space, they could only scream in panic again.
All this was too sudden, too unbelievable.
How could a kid in the out-of-aperture period display such a powerful sword energy?
What is going on in the surrounding space. Why do I feel that every time I move, it is so difficult.
Horrible, this is terrible! ! !
Countless little bats, like dumplings, fell into the air again and again. But this time, they kept burning with flames, and uttered sharp screams.
In the end, only a few little bats broke away from Yang Tao's sword aura, merged together on one side, and condensed the figure of Proda.
"You... how can you be so strong?"
Pluoda's whole body was extremely pale, and her whole body was trembling constantly. In his eyes, he was already occupied by deep fear.
"Tsk tusk tusk, don't you think our young master is as weak as you?" The Pig King was extremely stunned, flashed directly, and came to Proda's body.
As if carrying a dead dog, he directly lifted the opponent and fell to the ground fiercely.
"Huh! Pighead, you are looking for death. I am a member of the League of Gods. Do you think you can move me?" Proda coughed a few times, and gulped blood out.
But his eyes were extremely cold and he stared at the pig's head.
"Ouch, are you holding the League of Gods to scare your Grandpa Pig?" The Pig King is not a bully, he immediately stepped forward, his big mouth opened his bow left and right.
"Papa Papa."
"You think your grandfather pig is scared, don't look at him, who is our young master, huh! Do you think your alliance of the gods is very powerful, flatten them in minutes."
The Pig King kept yelling while pouting his mouth.
Such an opportunity to beat the dog in the water is really comfortable; it is a pity that the dog is so ignorant and dare to threaten himself. Humph!
"Enough, this is Xiaoqing's practice, don't make it disabled, so as not to waste resources to make him recover." Yang Tao said lightly, staring at Mao Xiaoqing.
"Yes, Young Master." Zhutou looked at Yang Tao again in his heart, and then at Mao Xiaoqing. The small eyeballs kept rolling in his eyes, thinking about the specific relationship between Yang Tao and Mao Xiaoqing.
"I'm not a vase." Mao Xiaoqing pouted her mouth, very proudly.
This made Yang Tao stunned, feeling that the girl was so desperate just now, because she was afraid that she would mistake her for a vase?
"I have never seen such a powerful vase." Yang Tao smiled slightly, and the vitality around the wood attribute clone rose again.
"After you recover, you can cast a slave mark on this guy. But you just said, is it true that you know where the Moonlight Star Stone is? You know, I need a lot..."
"Relax, that place definitely has it. But you have to see if you have this ability. That place is where I told you before, Jiani is located. Unfortunately, your cultivation has not reached the stage of distraction."
Mao Xiaoqing was obviously a little anxious, as if the place was dangerous, but since Ma Jiani was inside, Yang Tao naturally wanted to go in.
"Well, when Yan Gongzi's things arrive, I will immediately try to break through, and then we will pass." Yang Tao nodded, and then looked at Proda on the side.
As for coercion? Those that don't exist, after the slave mark is carved, all the secrets are not secrets.
After a while, Mao Xiaoqing's injury was almost recovered. Others, it takes time to recover slowly.
"What are you going to do?" Pluoda trembled and saw Mao Xiaoqing casting a certain magic trick on him, and a mark appeared.
He was not unfamiliar with this mark. At the beginning, it was because of this mark that a demon race took the initiative to rush towards him and blew himself up.
It can be seen that this mark is very scary.
"I advise you not to do this. There is the imprint of the God of Ice and Snow on my soul. You...you are seeking your own death by doing this."
Proda's unsightly face was even more ugly now.
"It's not that I haven't encountered it." Mao Xiaoqing curled his lips and looked at Yang Tao. At that time, didn't the four-armed praying mantis still have such a mark?
But she didn't do anything, letting the mark hang in the air.
"nothing."
Yang Tao smiled slightly, knowing what Mao Xiaoqing meant.
If it is performed at this moment, it will definitely trigger the soul of the of ice and snow. Regardless of success or failure, then the of ice and snow will feel it for the first time.
After all, that is the existence of the fusion period. If such an enemy arrives, it may cause disasters.
"Because this guy has already transmitted to the other party before."
As soon as Yang Tao said this, Pluoda's whole person was madly shocked: the other party actually knew, damn, that he is so secretive, how could the other party notice.
He didn't know that as long as it was within the domain of Yang Tao's space, it was impossible to hide Yang Tao with a little trick.
"Well, that's okay." Mao Xiaoqing no longer struggled, and his jade hand gently pressed the depth, and the mark suddenly blasted downward.
"So courageous!"
Suddenly, a phantom image of Dandan appeared in front of Yang Tao and the others. It was an extremely handsome man with a majesty that could not be blasphemy.
"What pretend to be."
Before the light of happiness in Pluoda's eyes fully bloomed, Yang Tao curled his lips and lightly tapped at the phantom.
Splash~
The phantom suddenly shattered like a bubble.
And the slave mark, directly stepping forward, without the slightest hindrance, was suddenly imprinted on Proda's soul.
"So simple?" Mao Xiaoqing was puzzled, it seemed much simpler than before.
"Or else? Although he is a master on the immortal seed list, he has long been branded, and his character is like that." Yang Tao smiled disdainfully, but suddenly, he raised his head and looked towards the sky.
A group of white clouds don’t know when they will appear. At this moment, they are spinning frantically, turning into a huge whirlpool, and a face is revealed in the whirlpool...